Creme fraiche from flit (http://www.flickr.com/photos/flit/)

For some reason, I assumed that “creme fraiche” was just a fresher, French-er way of saying “sour cream.” Nope. Apparently, it’s akin to “heart attack upon delivery.”

I used it to finish up a yum vegetable and tofu dish last night only to discover this health advisory this a.m.

And I’m no longer feeling *quite* so smug about my healthy cooking.

Next, I’m going to learn that “lardon” doesn’t mean “healthy ham pieces.”

Source: http://flickr.com/exlibris

I realize over-priced-ness appears to be a common theme in Geneva. And it is.

Some days, I really have to remind myself of reality.

Today, I was obscenely excited about my uber-cheap lunch for 15 CHF: pumpkin soup and grapefruit juice. Oh dear: not cheap, not frugal, not practical.

Geneva is sometimes so far from real life.

* Learning French lessons to be continued – I promise!